I was blown away by the scenery.And the smiles. (This is the part where we told them to say "cheese" at the creamery, where they were watching the stirring of a 1500 pound vat of cheese, glorious cheese.)And the locals. Who gave us a very warm (and slobbery) welcome.Well, not this guy. He thought was too good for us. And he was right.And did I mention the wiggle room? Wow.

And the opportunities for random photos of farm equipment that I thought looked artsy, but is most likely a gigantic automated pooper scooper or something manure related.And now I have to come up with a much better way to end this post than to reference cow dung.Hmm, lemme see.